A puppy arrives

Frank took a long hot shower as he continued to muse over the options. Any of the four bitches who texted him would be fine, or he could summon one of the others, since it was clear the **** seemed to have a long lasting effect. He thought about the ones who had only sampled once, like the thieving Patty Elston, or Alexa, the mother of Jane and Nicole who would probably welcome another sodomising, and the lovely young Cadey would certainly be eager to come over and play intern and President again.

His cock thickened as he mulled the possibilities and he still hadn't made his mind up as he towelled himself dry and dressed. He poured another drink to help him think, and the doorbell chimed. He checked the peephole and smiled triumphantly as he opened the door.

Tara Scott pushed past him and scampered into the living room. She dumped the contents of a bag onto the floor, then picked something up and put it in her mouth, dropping to her knees and holding her hands up like the paws of a begging dog.

Smiling coldly, Frank looked the scene over. The girl wore a collar around her neck, and an entirely slutty outfit of a short sheer top and a vinyl skirt. A leash and a few dog toys were scattered where she had spilled them out of the bag, and in her mouth she held a vinyl dog biscuit.

"Arrr, arrr, arrr," she whined around the biscuit, looking at him with the needy eyes of a puppy who knows they've been naughty.